Welp, I'm single for the week...well not really single, I should say, I'm on my own for the week. I have one thing to say about that, BOOO! I'm not meant for the single life, for the living by myself life, or for the single parenting life. It all is "no bueno". I love my husband. I love his company, friendship and comic relief. He's been gone 29 hours and I'm already anxious for him to come home.
In the meantime, I must do something. But what?